RANSOM
It took tremendous restraint not to shove to my feet and mount this man like an animal, claim him in the same way I’d claimed him so many times before.
To hear him admit that he hadn’t been taken by anyone since me… So fucking hard to believe, but an unimaginable high came from learning that.
Somehow, I managed to maintain my calm, focusing on Jasper’s needs. After all, that was the reason I’d invited him here. I’d wanted to see if we still meshed the way we had before. It had been so long, it would’ve made sense if either one of us had changed so much it made this awkward.
But it wasn’t. Not for me, anyway.
I fucked Jasper’s ass with one finger, sliding in deep, purposely grazing his prostate again and again. I didn’t rush, nor did I add another finger. I was merely teasing him.
“Why Cody?” I asked, continuing with the interrogation because it gave us both what we wanted.
“Convenient,” Jasper said on a moan.
“But you never let him have this ass?”
“Never, Titan.” Jasper rocked back against my finger, attempting to get more.
“Did he want your ass?”
“Yes … oh, God … yes, Titan.”
I added more lube and another finger, enjoying how Jasper’s moans became longer and deeper, ass clenching tighter, his body rocking as he remained bent over before me.
“Who do you play with?”
“No one, Titan.”
I smacked his ass hard. “Never?”
“No, Titan. Never.” He was rocking in earnest now.
I slowed my fingers, fisting his cock with my other hand.
“Who does Cody play with?”
“I don’t know.”
I believed him.
“Is he a cockwhore like you?”
“Yes, Titan.”
“He likes to get fucked all day, every day?”
“Yes … oh, God, oh, God, oh—”
“You do not have permission to come,” I ground out, thrusting my fingers in roughly while I fisted his cock.
“No, Titan … I … I won’t…”
I remained still, filling his ass with my fingers, strangling his cock, giving him a moment to breathe through the pain. My cock was a steel beam between my legs, eager for attention.
“Where is Cody now?”
“Home.” Jasper whimpered.
“He lives with you?”
“Roommate.”
I inched my fingers out of his ass, using my shirt to clean them, then pulling it off and tossing it to the floor.
Pushing to my feet, I ground my cock against his ass, my shorts keeping me from penetrating him. Had it not been for the discomfort in my ribs, the ache in my shoulder, and the dizziness I was still experiencing, I would’ve taken him then, fucked him until we were both sated, but I knew I wasn’t in any position to do so. Not yet. Not until I healed, because I needed all my strength the first time I fucked Jasper. And I would fuck him. I definitely would.
When I stepped around him, Jasper grunted softly. Relief or disappointment, I couldn’t tell.
“Don’t move,” I commanded.
Because it would add to the tension, I took a detour to the kitchen, washed my hands, got some water. I leaned against the cabinet, casually watching as Jasper remained perfectly still. When I felt he’d waited long enough, I headed for the door.
It took a minute to walk to the villa next door, to knock, for Cody to answer. The man looked up at me, his eyes flashing with both heat and interest.
“You busy?”
He shook his head, his eyes raking over my bare chest.
“Good.”
Gripping his wrist with one hand, I pulled him out of the villa, closing the door behind us. I dragged him behind me, neither of us saying a word.
Once inside, I hauled Cody over, stopping in front of Jasper, who was still bent over, still restrained.
“Did Jasper tell you about me?”
“No, Sir,” he answered obediently.
“Not Sir. Not Master. Until I give you permission, you will not acknowledge me directly. Understood?”
Cody nodded.
“Untie him,” I commanded.
Instantly, Cody was on his knees at Jasper’s feet, untying the rope twined between his legs.
“Rub his wrists.”
Like a good little submissive, Cody did as instructed, kneeling before Jasper when Jasper stood up.
I took my seat behind Jasper once more, this time urging him back onto my lap. He eased down, obviously aware of my injuries, allowing me to wrap my arms around him, holding him in place.
I inhaled sharply, but not from the pain. Well, not only from the pain. More so from the intensity of this moment, having Jasper in my arms again, the heat of him against me. When I told him I’d missed him, that had been the most honest I’d been in years. With myself, anyway. But even with that admission, I hadn’t realized how much until right this second when I banded my arms around him and held him close.
“Relax,” I said softly into his ear.
It took a moment, but Jasper’s tense body began to loosen, relaxing against me, his shoulder tucking beneath my chin.
“Suck his cock,” I commanded Cody, watching down the length of Jasper’s body.
Cody’s face was flushed as he crawled forward, getting into position between our spread thighs.
“You may not come until I tell you to,” I told Jasper, speaking softly right into his ear. “If you’re lucky, I’ll let you. If not…”
He shivered. “Yes, Titan.”
Cody took Jasper into his mouth, sucking him in a manner that said he was familiar with what Jasper liked. I observed with interest, gauging my own reactions to seeing them together. When I’d been with Jasper, it had been the two of us. No one else. I’d never imagined sharing him with anyone—submissive or Dominant. But over the years, I’d come to learn a few things about myself. Including the fact that I enjoyed multiple partners. Having two submissives at my mercy gave me a greater sense of power, plus it gave me so many more options.
“Do you like his mouth on you?”
Jasper moaned. “Yes, Titan.”
“Do you like to fuck his face?”
Another moan, this one coming from Cody.
“Yes, Titan.”
“Let me see.”
Jasper reached forward, his beautiful fingers gripping Cody’s hair, forcing his head down so his cock slid to the back of the other man’s throat. He held him there until Cody gagged, then released him. Again and again, he managed to keep still in my lap while he used Cody’s mouth for his own pleasure.
Unable to resist, I kissed Jasper’s neck, licking his warm skin.
“Titan…” he moaned, pressing back against me.
“I missed you,” I told him again. “So fucking much.”
Another moan, this one laced with emotion.
I trailed my tongue along the strong column of his neck. The taste of him triggered something, had me turning his head to the side so I could reach his mouth with mine. When I kissed him, it was with all the emotions I’d kept bottled for so long.
Jasper whimpered, kissing me back with fervor, his hand sliding over my arm, fingers digging into my forearm as though he didn’t want me to let him go. At that moment, I wasn’t sure I could. This was right where I’d always imagined I would be. Back with the man who held my heart, who had burrowed under my skin all those years ago. Not a day had gone by when I hadn’t thought about him. More so during those times when I thought there might be a chance of me finding someone else, someone who could fulfill me on every level. It had never happened, and now that Jasper was here, I knew why.
I still wanted this man.
Wanted him.
Ached for him.
Loved him.
*
Jasper
I couldn’t believe this was happening.
Ransom was kissing me while Cody was bobbing up and down on my cock.
It was a strange sensation to say the least. I’d never been with two men at one time.
But stranger still was how familiar Ransom’s kiss was. His taste was the same, his tongue dominating me in a way only he could do. He proved he owned me with that kiss, and I got lost in it, almost oblivious to the man working my cock like a pro.
Ransom broke the kiss, but he kept my head turned to the side, speaking against my mouth.
“You want to come in his mouth? Or in his ass?”
My body jerked with the eroticism those words sparked.
I was about to speak the first thing that came to mind but changed it at the last second. “Whichever pleases you more, Titan.”
Ransom grunted, his arm banding more tightly around me when he said, “In his ass.” His hand gripped my jaw. “Then you’ll suck my cock until I come down your throat.”
My body went completely liquid, a heat unlike anything I’d ever felt consuming me. Only Ransom could make me hot like that, make me ache for things I’d never considered.
When my cock popped free of Cody’s mouth, I glanced down, noticed Ransom had taken a fistful of Cody’s hair, and pulled him off. I met Cody’s gaze, saw the same blistering heat churning in his eyes. He was enjoying this as much as I was. I paused for a moment, waited for that overwhelming jealousy to hit me. I’d never wanted to share Ransom, wasn’t sure I wanted to now.
There was a slight niggling at the back of my mind, a warning, maybe? Did I want this? Could I stand sharing the one and only man I’d ever wanted all to myself?
“Strip,” Ransom commanded Cody.
I was about to find out just how far I was willing to go.
In seconds, Cody was on his feet, quickly shedding the shorts he’d been wearing.
Ransom’s arm fell away, allowing me to get to my feet. I stood slowly, reminding myself this was simply sex. Nothing more. There was no commitment here, no promises.
I walked around behind Cody, watching Ransom the entire time. Ransom grabbed Cody’s wrist, jerking him forward. My breath lodged in my throat as I waited to see what would happen, terrified of how I would react if Ransom kissed Cody the way he’d kissed me.
Turned out I had nothing to worry about. At the moment, Ransom was merely manhandling Cody, something I knew Cody enjoyed immensely. Did Ransom know that? I mean, he’d always been perceptive, but…
“Bend over,” Ransom ground out, holding Cody’s hands flat on the arms of the chair.
Cody bent so that his back was parallel with the floor.
“Fuck him,” Ransom commanded, meeting my gaze. “No lube. Use your saliva.”
I was so worked up, it took only a moment to prepare myself, to slick my cock as best I could before driving into Cody. He grunted and groaned, widening his stance as I positioned myself, gripping his hips firmly.
My gaze was drawn back to Ransom’s as I began to fuck Cody, slowly at first. Just a rocking bump of my hips, sliding in deep, the blistering heat of Cody’s body familiar yet not.
Ransom met my gaze, held it. “Fuck. Him.”
There was so much demand in that tone, I couldn’t ignore it. I fucked Cody hard, harder than I ever had before, losing myself in the moment. My eyes never swayed from Ransom’s, some familiar yet foreign emotion churning inside me, while my body was intimately joined with Cody. Ransom continued to hold Cody’s wrists firmly, keeping him in position, Cody’s hard, compact body jarred forward with every punishing thrust.
I wanted to drag it out, to show Ransom I was worthy of a scene such as this, but I was on edge thanks to the torment from earlier.
“Come,” Ransom demanded.
My balls drew up close to my body, desperate to explode, to be drained into Cody’s tight ass while Ransom watched, his heated gaze holding mine. In those dark eyes, I saw approval. And that was what triggered my release. I cried out, slamming my hips forward one final time.
“Don’t you dare come,” Ransom told Cody, gripping his jaw roughly. “Not yet.”
Not yet. What did that mean?
“You. Here,” Ransom demanded, releasing Cody and pointing to me then the floor in front of him.
I didn’t hesitate, going to my knees as Ransom lifted his hips, shoving his shorts down. I didn’t miss the grimace on his face, knew he was in pain, but he was trying to hide it. My need to nurture was strong, but I held back. The last thing I wanted was to undermine Ransom. Later. I would take care of him later.
“Behind him,” Ransom told Cody. “Jack yourself off. I want you to come all over his back.”
Heat flashed inside me at the thought of me sucking Ransom while Cody jacked off behind me. A shiver ran down my spine as I imagined his hot cum splashing over me while Ransom’s shot down my throat.
I was fairly certain that was the reason Ransom called me a cockwhore. It was possible I would come again just from thinking about it.
“Mouth,” Ransom stated, yanking my head forward.
I took him in deep, focused all my attention on pleasuring him. As though no time had passed, I remembered all the things he’d enjoyed, all the ways he liked to be pleasured. My tongue circling the broad head, teasing just below the crest, massaging the thick vein running down the length with the tip of my tongue. I worked him, driven by his soft grunts and the gentle rocking of his hips.
I could feel Ransom’s eyes on me. “You didn’t think I’d let him have your ass, did you?”
My eyes cut up to his face and I knew he saw the truth. I had thought that, and I was grateful he hadn’t.
Ransom smirked. “Not a chance. That ass is mine.”
I groaned, saw Ransom’s eyes roll back, spurred by the vibrations he felt.
“Jasper…”
My name on his lips was an endearment I’d longed to hear. It changed the mood immediately, had me making love to his cock with my mouth, focusing solely on giving him what he needed. Hollowing my cheeks, I bobbed up and down, doing all the work so he didn’t have to.
When Ransom’s hand gently slid over my head, I whimpered, overwhelmed with emotions I hadn’t felt in so long.
“If you want to come, you better do it now,” Ransom said to Cody.
Cody’s grunts grew louder, his moans echoing. I felt his shins bump my hips when he moved in close, standing over me.
“Coming,” Cody said on a wail.
My own cock jerked when I felt the first splash along my spine.
“Fuck.” Ransom’s hand tightened in my hair, held me in place.
His cock throbbed once, twice, then he was coming deep in my throat. I fought my gag reflex, drinking him down while breathing through my nose.
For the first time in years, I felt … satisfied.
*
RANSOM
It wasn’t what I’d expected, but I wouldn’t deny it was erotic.
Having Jasper before me, completely at my mercy, while another submissive stood there, jacking himself off. I could see the satisfaction on Cody’s face. He was enjoying this, but there was a sense of detachment, something that held him back.
Maybe it was me, maybe it was Jasper, I wasn’t sure. Whatever it was, I couldn’t quite make a connection with the man, found I wasn’t even eager to do so although I was familiar with this scene: two submissives.
“Clean him up,” I commanded Cody, my attention returning to Jasper.
There was a slight hesitation that had me looking up, noticing Cody was waiting for further instruction.
“With your mouth.”
He nodded, a glimmer of eagerness in his light brown eyes.
I divided my attention between Jasper and Cody, observing as Cody licked his cum from Jasper’s back.
Placing my hand beneath Jasper’s chin, I lifted his head so he would look at me. A soft moan escaped him as Cody licked and laved, his hands exploring, touching, holding, as though they’d done this before. Yet it still felt choreographed, as though Cody was going through the motions but he wasn’t quite there.
I knew the feeling.
When Cody was finished, I instructed him to leave us. I was surprised there was a smile on his face as he retrieved his clothes and sauntered out into the night.
“Come here, Jasper.”
He rose up as I guided him closer until he was straddling my thighs, facing me. He was careful, so very careful. And while I wished he didn’t have to be, I knew I’d overdone it. My ribs were screaming.
“Stay with me tonight,” I whispered against his mouth. “Let me hold you.”
Jasper pulled back, his eyes searching mine. I wasn’t sure what he was looking for, but I hoped like hell he found it, because I wasn’t sure I could let him walk out that door. Not tonight. Maybe not ever.
“Only if you let me wrap your ribs,” he said, a slow smile pulling at his lips.
“You drive a hard bargain.”
Needless to say, I let him.